Boasting the largest water park in the US (every water park had this accolade on its roadside sign as we drove north), Kalahari was an expansive resort. If felt like Vegas, without the lights and gambling.
Indeed the water park was fun. As expected we spent the bulk of the time in the zero entry area where the non-walkers and truly little people were in abundance. And Gilbert loved it! At first, he was scooting throughout the water, but the farther he ventured out, the higher the water became and once he could not scoot anymore, he'd actually attempt to stand up and walk! Balance still wobbly, he'd hold on to one of our hands and do laps around the pool.
He was either fixated on the stairs that led to some slides, wanted to play with the geyser sprays, or attempted to climb up a slide. Since we had a big group, the parents would take turns watching while the others visited other areas or went down some of the larger tube slides.
On Saturday, we hung out in the suite, made dinner and just chatted. However, that proved to be a challenge with the zoo of kids crawling, scooting, and running around. Not to mention the deafening decibels they could reach with talking, screeching and screaming in delight and demand!